I tell you to put your hands behind your back and then kiss you just as passionately as him/ if not harder. You feel him grab the leather restraints a...nd tighten them behind you with just enough room so he can grab in between them. I grab on to your hips as i position your now ozzing pussy on top of my well worked well lubed shaft. As you slide down my cock you are lost in the fact that you are filled in both holes by these men and there is nothing stopping them. Mystery man and I are now. There followed the usual routine she followed most mornings: turn on the Nespresso machine; grab a mug; grab a coffee pod; and once the lights stop flashing press it once, and then a second time. The coffee machine still doing its thing she headed back to her bedroom, grabbing the clothes from the floor and throwing them into the laundry bin as she opened one of her drawers, pulling out a black, mid-thigh length, nightie she pulled it over her head as she headed back to the kitchen to retrieve. Ornate Persian carpets covered the floor, while a handful of large sofas and chairs adorned the room. Seated behind a titanic wooden desk was the Headmaster himself, a man in his mid-fifties wearing a well-tailored Italian business suit that probably cost more than most teachers made in a year. Three other men in slightly cheaper suits sat on a large couch slightly off to the side, their eyes obscured by the kind of sunglasses issued to police officers and other government. I tense up a little because I never had anything near my butt hole before. He tells me how wet I am so I can't really hide that I was turned on anymore. But I thought he's in a wheelchair what can we really do. I didn't even know if at that point if he could feel anything from the waste down! But I let him take the lead and just see where it goes. He pushed me back on the couch and opened my legs rolled over in front of me and bent over in front of my pussy and ran his tongue from my clit to my.